Today’s post is something really away from the humdrum of life and no vanity either. Today is a day of some inward reflection. I keep doing that every once in a while to keep myself grounded and unaffected by this increasingly ‘take-away/ to-go’ life. Surprisingly, it comes as a lesson from a most unexpected source.
I never use the term dog..for some odd reason. Unless..I’m using it for a person..oops..ok, not going to be mean to mankind..err..humankind. And that lesson, my blog friends, if you haven’t already guessed is about unconditional love. I read a shared quote message floating around a social media site. It describes how a puppy feels..that is if only the puppy could talk back to it’s owner and it’s reactions to them. One thing that really stood out to me was a line that went like this,
“no matter how much you get angry with me..not matter how much you hit or scold me..or even leave me alone..I still love you!” That got me. Just that one line! Even more so, because till a year back..I had one of my very own. He was my best friend and he was with me for 18+ years..but before I could tell him that I loved him back..he was gone..
this story though was from just before that.
late into a night, back in my hometown of Cochin, Kerala..I heard a pup whimpering. I didn’t know where it came from but it was enough to keep me awake for the rest of the night. I woke up with the slight interruption on an otherwise quiet night..Still lying on my bed, my thoughts went back to another day where a kitten was stuck in a net for a long time and there seemed no way out to rescue it..till it poured so hard by evening..as if it were a sign.. that it finally managed to free itself from the knots.
Since I couldn’t get to the source of the whining the same night..I waited impatiently till the next morning. Finally, found this little girl in a vacant swampy plot. Drenched, hungry, tired and almost lifeless from a whole night’s crying. Managed to rescue and bring her over to our part of the house. I can’t imagine how cruel a human can be to fling something so precious with out a care. I fell in love with her eyes. Despite its tiny size..her eyes sparkled..I instantly knew it came for a reason. Rest of the day it ate, slept, ate, slept. We gave it a warm nesting place and that night she slept with no cares.
I introduced her to my older boy charm only the next day, to avoid any form of sibling (well in this case it was GrandParent-style) rivalry. Slowly..cautiously. The little one was happy..it found a father/grandfather..hehehe..the older one was not very pleased with the new bundle of energy but didn’t complain having my time shared a little. Their bond began..silently. Over the next few days, we nursed her back to health and full of activity. Always instigating its elder companion.Always being shooed away by its elder companion. 🙂
She came back to life..
We had however put out a word in the neighborhood for its adoption. Since we already had one of our own and couldn’t give it as much attention as we would have liked to.
Little did we know, in between all our heart strings being strummed, my own would sulk in a corner for three days. Every spare minute sniffing the spaces left vacant by his little buddy. That’s how life is. My ears still hear it’s whimpering..this time of separation. Tending to its constant needs kept us on our feet..allowed us to distract from our own pesky issues of everyday life.
But the hammer came down when we we lost our older chap. He pulled through a painful gall bladder operation …was on his feet in less than 36 hours…he didn’t utter a single word of pain..everytime I got angry over trivial issues he used to sense it and come sit next to me and help me calm down..everytime I had to go away he gave me the most delectable lick and everytime I was unwell, he used to come sit next to my side…in that silence was the greatest comfort. I knew that even if no one else was there..he was with me..and yet..when he needed me the most….I couldn’t be with him…
they say if your pooch is close to you..they don’t slip away in front of you. I got up one morning..he was still lying down, I kept his head on my lap..he looked at me as if to say im fine..you go get ready…I put his head back down gently..went to the kitchen and put two slices of bread to toast…an invisible presence forced me to go see him again..because that morning I hadn’t seen him enough…and as he lay there he had the most beautiful smile I had ever seen on anyone..in that moment, he had the smile I had been yearning for..but in that moment I captured that smile with my heart and eyes. forever. he was at peace. he had me in pieces ever since…
he hated my camera..i struggled to take a good frame…but he left me with this..
Love. Live. Life.
My ramblings are about life, the roads less traveled, the hurdles crossed. Let’s discover our journeys together. Let’s spread some wild weeds.